Sunny stared at the grinning skull, feeling a storm of dark emotions raging in his heart. He had not anticipated feeling this way, but here he was, full of something that he never thought he would feel one day… a sense of righteous indignation.
For someone who had never once thought of himself as righteous or virtuous, that was an unfamiliar state.
But considering the sins of the dead man in front of him, all Sunny's shortcomings seemed like the noblest of virtues.
A smoldering, murderous fury drowned his heart, making his fingers twitch.
'T—this... this wretch. It was all because of him... because of them!'
He really wanted to kill the horrid bastard...
How ironic it was that out of all the people in the world, Eurys was one whom he was powerless to kill.
Sunny forced himself to inhale.
"Auro, Eurys, Orphne, Aletheia, Omer, Aemedon, Aletes… and the other two. There truly has never been a group more vile and wicked than you nine, has there?"
